Snare of Love novel Chapter 137

Matthew glanced inside and he realized that Dolores was probably here too.

However, Armand’s heart was burning with the desire to gossip. Did Matthew lend his car to someone?

“A guy or a woman?” Armand walked over and winked at Matthew, “Aren’t you trying to win your ex-wife back? What’s up with the sudden change of preference?”

“Fuck off!” Matthew gave him a sideways glance.

Boyce smiled, “Why are you like this? Why do you still behave so childishly?”

“You behave childishly!” Armand jumped on Boyce’s back and put his arms around his neck, “Hey! Have you seen his ex-wife?”

Boyce nodded honestly, “Yeah.”

Matthew got married six years ago. It was actually a secret marriage and not one that Matthew wanted. He didn’t introduce her to him. At that time, he was really busy during the promotional period. Soon, Matthew got divorced and he had no chance to meet her.

If Abbott hadn’t contacted him for help that day, he would have never seen her.

Abbott had told him that now Matthew seemed to care about his ex-wife, but he also understood why he had begun to care about her.

It must be because of the children.

The other day, he had seen Samuel who looked around five or six years old; the timing checked out.

Entering the Join & Share Manor, there were pavilions and kiosks everywhere. Red lanterns lit up the winding corridor that led to the lobby.

As soon as they walked in, a server came over.

“Mr. Bernie?”

“Yes.” Armand had naturally used his name when reserving the place.

“Please follow me!” The server walked ahead of them, leading them to a private room.

The room was very spacious with sandalwood table and chairs carved with intricate patterns turning the atmosphere classically antique.

The private rooms here were different from other places. They were not actually rooms but rather long corridors separated into small rooms using screens. Each screen had a different pattern on it for each room.

The server handed over the menu and Armand took it quickly, “I will order the dishes as I know how to eat.”

Boyce clicked his tongue and smiled.

Armand narrowed his eyes at him, “What the fuck are you smiling at?”

“How do you call yourself a highly educated and sophisticated lawyer but can’t even speak in a civilized manner?”

“I have to behave myself at work all day. This is my personal time; can’t I loosen up a bit? Are any of you as tired as I am?”

“Oh, fuck off!” Boyce didn’t bother to respond to him. He opened a law firm and all the cases went to the lawyers working in his firm. He had not even been to court in a long time.

What did he know about being tired?

Armand cleared his throat, “You should speak more civilly, can’t you see there’s a person here?”

He deliberately winked at Boyce, indicating at the female server.

“Nut job!” Boyce didn’t bother to care too much about him.

Matthew seemed too silent. He sat between them but looked like they didn’t exist to him. He was holding his cellphone in his hands, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the screen. He wanted to call Dolores and ask her if she was here, but seeing the other two besides him, he gave up the idea.

After ordering the dishes, Armand handed the menu back to the server and said, “Please be quick.”

“Sure.”

Soon, in about half an hour the food was served.

Armand opened a bottle of wine and filled their glasses one by one, “This is too boring with just us three.”

“Who else are you looking for? Phoebe?”

“Don’t try to pick on my scabs.” Armand glared at him.

Boyce smiled, “Are you still hung up on it?”

Phoebe Lewis was Armand’s first love. He dated her in university. He loved her very much but they had broken up later.

He had never revealed why he broke up with her.

All Boyce knew was that Phoebe had become a taboo for him. Not only he never let anyone say it, but he had also never been in love again. He had many women around him but he never felt true love again and just played around with them.

“Tell me something, does a person’s feeling come from love or from sex?” Armand took a sip of wine and frowned at the taste, “Nice.”

“Shouldn’t we ask you this? You have the most experience.” Boyce also sipped on his wine.

Armand pointed at Matthew with his chin and said, “We should ask him. Back then, didn’t he and Helen got together in the first place because they slept together?”

He began to date her because he felt responsible for spending a night with her, but after she deceived him, he didn’t want her anymore.

Was this to be in love? Or to be heartless?